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7 AM Damian left a note on the dining table, he suddenly has to go to the Berlin branch due to company matters. Benjamin jumped from his bed, walked to the kitchen, he felt thirsty. He saw the note, he took it and went to Anna’s room. “Mommy….wake up! Uncle Damian went to Berlin.” He saw his mom didn’t move yet “Mommy….I am hungry!” He added Anna heard her son and she quickly opened her eyes. She pulled Benjamin to her embrace, “Ugh...my baby is hungry! Alright, what do you want to eat sweetheart?”

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE HUNDRED AND ONE THEME: Benjamin’s Plans CONNECTICUT, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA Benjamin stormed out of the house in annoyance. He was burning up inside so bad. When he tried checking on Christopher again he had the door locked. He knew Christopher was at a cross road with his feelings. He still hadn't gotten over Jessica despite being in love with Raven.

Much like he'd looked as he had stood on Carrie's porch watching the clouds slowly travel across the sky while calmly sipping his coffee despite the chaos going on around him. Ben returned carrying a load of books in his arms. He heaved the heavy books onto the table before me. I looked down and was surprised at what I saw there. I didn’t know what I had expected. With all that had happened, I had envisioned fantasies of witchcraft, vampirism, mutants, and numerous other explanations involving mythological figures but this I hadn’t anticipated. At the very top of the considerable pile of books lay the King James Bible. “Just the tip of the iceberg, baby.” Richard said as he looked at me and

Benjamin wasn’t the easiest person to talk to today, and if we wanted him to consider our proposal, we’d need a perfect balance of diplomacy and, well, a little luck. As we approached the fountain where he was standing, gazing at the rippling water, I knew he’d already sensed our presence. Benjamin turned, his expression guarded, hands tucked casually into his coat pockets. He looked at us with an arched brow, clearly unimpressed. “Well, well,” he said, his voice laced with skepticism. “Here we are again. What is it this time? Another one of your brilliant ideas that’ll make my life more complicated or you have decided that I do not deserve to see the next day for daring to talk to your mate

she added, glancing at her colleagues to emphasize the gravity of the situation. Hunter leaned forward, his intense gaze fixed on the screen, where Trisha and Joyril had displayed images of Benjamin’s friend and the mafia they had crossed. The room was silent except for the faint hum of the monitor, as Hunter's mind raced through the information presented to him. Benjamin had always been an artist, someone immersed in creativity and far removed from the intricacies of business dealings. It was no surprise that he’d been duped—he lacked the savvy to navigate the complexities of the trade his friend had led him into. What puzzled Hunter, however, was Benjamin’s initial decision to enter the bu

Now Benjamin wanted nothing more than to take her into his bedroom and show her that being with him would bring her more pleasure than pain and that she didn’t need Jeremiah to be complete. Yes, he had agreed to be Adonis’s sacrifice, but even after Adonis explained that no matter what they did, Emma would soon die, Benjamin wanted to be connected to her even more, even if it was only for a short amount of time. However, he knew he couldn’t convince her with words, so he thought maybe he would be able to convince her by just showing her how much he really loved her.